A turn for the better

by Kurochi

Rating: mature
Tags: Spike, Rarity, Queen Chrysalis, Fluttershy, Sex, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Sad, Changelings
Length: 2733

When rarity becomes homeless, how could her life get any worse?

Rarity is homeless, and a rape victim. She sleeps in a box, and lives with the guilt of her dead friend. How could her life get any worse? Or will it get better?

Does contain Rape.

Published 2012-12-11 08:20:01 UTC
Last updated 2013-03-31 02:22:15 UTC

Chapter 1- The dream

Chapter 1- The dream

Once again, just like every night, my eyes meet the moon as I tilt my head upwards. It’s as bright as always, that creamy yellow. It makes me think of how bright I once was. This isn’t worth it I tell myself, for every night I look at the moon, I get more and more depressed. I slowly turn back and face my new reality, the shabby cardboard box I found one night after selling my soul. I slowly curl up into a ball, and shut myself off from the harsh reality of modern society.

That night, I had the same nightmare. The flashback, of my down spiral.

“Oh Rarity! How beautiful!” Fluttershy cooed, admiring the dress I gave her. It was her birthday present, a sky blue dress with dainty floral designs at the tip. I had slaved under my sewing machine for days, even weeks, making everything looked alright for my best friend. I remember not seeing the light of day for at least a week, as it’s easier to sew in the pitch darkness for me.

“You’re very welcome, Fluttershy dear, it took me barely any time.” I lied. Fluttershy HATES it when I spend too much time on something for her, so one little lie couldn’t hurt. Right? Wrong.

Fluttershy gave me that eager smile she gives, and bolted for the changing room in my room. I felt my cheeks flush bright red, like the color of Applebloom’s mane. It felt good to be appreciated.
Seconds later, Fluttershy dashed out of the room, with her new dress on. She came out so quickly, I expected at least some form of scratch or tear and the dress, but surprisingly, there wasn’t.

“Oh, Rarity!” she exclaimed again. “This is absolutely wonderful! I can’t thank you enough!”
“Oh, really, Fluttershy, it’s no problem at all.” I really didn’t have anything else to do around that time.
Fluttershy gave me a sweet smile, and gestured towards the door. “Shall we?”
I nodded in glee, and headed towards the door, her pacing behind me.

We walked, hoof in hoof, along the main street of ponyville. We had the most AMAZING party to attend, one held by the local spa we always go to. I actually wasn’t the one who found out about it, it was Fluttershy. Her face when she asks….it was like that HNGGGG those brony people do. I couldn’t say no.
By now, Fluttershy and I had reached a turn, the one that leads to the spa. However, it was detoured, due to road works. A dusty, overused sign was pointing left, showing us the new route. As I looked over, I cringed in fear, and Fluttershy let out a small whimper. There, standing before us, was Bucksworth Alley.

“Rarity, d-don’t tell me we have to go in THERE!” Fluttershy whimpered, crouching down behind my hind legs.
“Don’t worry hun, there’s two of us, no-one could harm us!” I gave her the best reassuring face I could muster. I couldn’t tell Fluttershy that I was equally, if not more scared than her….
“But, the news last week, she was raped Rarity, RAPED!”
I gave her a devastated look. Rape. The only thing in the world that annoys me more than mud. I didn’t say anything, I just grabbed her hoof, and we set off.

For the first half, we were good. Fluttershy slowly tiptoed behind me, like she was trying not to wake anyone.
“Darling, rapists don’t sleep, you can walk normally.” I told her. I wish I hadn’t. It just sent her into a fury of panic.
“Well then….stuff this!” she yelled, the loudest I’ve ever heard her yell, and she took off. I froze in horror, unable to do anything. For about 5 seconds, I saw her delicate yellow body rushing to the end, but then out of nowhere…
“RARITY! THEY HAVE ME!” A voice yelled. I was sure there was more, but all I could hear was a muffled scream. I didn’t need telling twice.
“HOLD ON FLUTTERS!” I yelled back, and sped off as fast as my little hooves could go. When I got just past halfway, a giant hoof raised around my mouth. “MFFFMFMFLLFMF” I tried to scream, but he was pulling on me, so hard I felt my lips crack open. He pulled me behind two rubbish cans, where I saw two more buff ponies, and Fluttershy.

But it wasn’t Fluttershy. Her eyes were dripping blood, with matching cuts all over her body. But the worst part was, they had ripped open her Marehood, and obviously tried to rape her. Her Marehood was soaking wet, alongside some blood oozing out of it. They had gagged her fully, her face turning blue with suffocation.
“Now, your turn, little gemstone.” The biggest pony said to me. I tried my hardest to scream, but he had flipped me on my stomach, and used his claws to open my virgin pussy.

“AHHHH!” I screamed out in horror. I knew no-one could hear my pleas, but it hurt so much. Before I knew it, the same pony pulled out his disgusting, diseased infected cock, and rammed up me. I felt like, screaming, crying, but it was no use. It would only make him more excited. In and out, I could feel his dick ramming up the sides of my tight pussy. I looked over to my left, too see the other two ponies giving Fluttershy anal, and deep throat. She was having a way worse time than me.
After five minutes of pain, the pony inside me released, leaving a trail of cum behind my Marehood. I saw him walk over to where the other two ponies were, around Fluttershy. I slowly got to my hooves, the pain in my pussy still throbbing. I glanced over at the three ponies still circling Fluttershy, at least, I think they were. I had about a minute to think of a plan, however, the only option was to run.

“Rarity….they hurt me….” Fluttershy muttered.
Before I could answer, the three ponies shot Fluttershy a glaring look, and raised their fists.
The next minute or so were the worst of my life. The way their hooves dug into Fluttershy’s skin, leaving permanent marks, the way she screamed out in horror was they rammed their dicks up her. It was all too much. And they just left me standing there.

“Fluttershy….I will find a way to save you!” I yelled out to her. I knew I couldn’t, but she needed reassuring. I turned on my hooves, and ran the way we came.
“RARITY! DON’T LEAVE ME!” Fluttershy yelled.
“I’m so sorry!”

“I’M SO SORRY!” I yelled in panic, then slowly opened my eyes. Phew, just a dream. Hah, I wish. It did happen, it really did. I turn on my stomach, and glance down to my Marehood. Right there, were two claw marks, right where he clawed my pussy open. I sat there for a bit, trying really hard not to think about it. I then turn over, and face my blanket, the newspaper from two months ago. Every time I see the headline, I cry. This was no exception. The soggy headline read:

YOUNG PONY KILLED IN RAPE ATTACK.

Chapter 2- An attempt

On July 19th 2012, Fluttershy, that kind, caring pony we all knew as "The Animal hero", became one of the many rape victims of Bucksworth Alley. Her body was found early the following morning, by two young tourists, coming home from the local Spa party. It was reported that Fluttershy's genitals were ripped right open, and red blood stains were found around the outside. At the scene of the crime, a strand of purple hair was found.
We strongly urge anyone that knows anything to come forward immediately. More news as it comes.

Lying scumbags. They never reported anything after that. They treated her like one of the other 6 victims, all worthless now they've left us. To me, and four other ponies, she was much more. However, after the incident, they treated me like a dead pony.

"Rarity, that purple hair, was it YOURS by any chance?" Twilight asked me. After the death of Flutters, we all stopped over at her house to grieve together.
"Yeah, Sugarcube, you were going out with her that night, weren't ya?" AppleJack agreed. I gave them both horrified looks, but they weren't very convincing, judging by the looks they returned.
"Anything you'd like to confess, Rarity?" Twilight raised her eyebrow at me. I couldn't do it. I already lost one of my best friends due to dishonesty, I can't loose these ones.
"Okay, it was mine!" I yelled. Rainbow and Pinkie, who were just staring into space, shot around to look at me. I could feel 4 pairs of eyes glaring through my soul, searching for an answer.
"It's a long, LONG story" I finally said after moments of silence. They looked at me as if to say "Go on", so I did.

I told them about the creatures, and how Flutters warned me not to. With every word I spoke, the room got darker and darker, tenser and tenser. Every sentence was followed by a gasp, and a tear drop. When I got to the rape part, Pinkie winced, and ran to hide behind the shelves.
After what seemed like forever, I stopped. Horrified looks of hatred and confusion filled the room, but they all seemed to focus on me. I gulped.

I can't remember much after that. It was all a blur, swept away by the tears I cry everyday. All I can remember is Rainbow yelling loudly, and kicking a few shelves, causing books to fall on AppleJack. I remember being practically banished from Ponyville forever, and that's why I'm here now. Under a box. Sleeping on guilt.

Before I knew it, morning came. The sun beamed down on my waxy face, the birds filled the blue void high in the sky. However, nothing could fix my mood. I slowly got to my legs, and walked off down the alley I live in. Everyday, I attempt to walk to the end, so far, to no avail.
I start off one-hoof at a time, making baby steps. I get closer and closer to my current record, feeling a ray of hope beam down on me, though it's probably the sun.
"STOP, THEIF!" A manly voice says out of nowhere. It startles me so much, I can't help but fall back on my butt. As I do, my hind legs sweep out from under me, knocking out a black figure from the shadows.
"GET IT OFF ME!" I scream. I can't take it. This pressure, this guilt, if only I could run, if only.....
"You stopped the thief! Thank you mi-HEY! Aren't you Rarity?" The manly voice came again. I quivered.
A bright figure popped out from the entrance, smiling at me. He had a mousy brown coat, and a cheesy yellow mane. He reminded me of Big Macintosh, in a way.
"Uh-yes, I am" I stuttered. I hate to admit it, but he looked quite cute, for a manly pony.

"Names Spud, part of the detective unit of Manehattan police." The pony said. By now, he was cuffing the masked thief.
"Oh, hi there. Wait-how did you know my name?" I asked.
"You? Oh, you're famous around here. Hey, why not join us? Do the training, come live with me, even! I have a spare room."
"JOIN THE POLICE!? AS A DETECTIVE?" I gasped. I really, REALLY didn't want to, especially after my past.

But something about his smile, just pilled me in.

Chapter 3- Spud

Authors note: This chapter is written from the point of Spud.

Typing away at my computer, sitting like a human did, I checked my watch to see the time. Only, it wasn't my shiny silver watch that caught my eye, it was the scratch that was gleaming red and my wrist. Obviously, it was from when that thug who is now in the cells, thanks to that poor mare with the tangled mane. I knew who she was, Rarity the rape victim. Everyone discriminates her for leaving her friend, but what she did was very noble, and basically pony nature.

The scratch on my hand stung like a needle, so I decided to find a sticky plaster of some sort. I got up from my sticky hot seat, and trotted down stairs. It was a fairly hot day today, enough to make my mousy brown coat turn darker, drenched with sweat. Then again, I'm not very good with heat.

I got down to reception, where the 1st aid kit was kept, behind the receptionist, Ladyworks. She gave me the usual fake smile, and the traditional reception greeting.
"Welcome to Manehattan police and crime investigators, or PCI for short. How can we help?"
"Cut the crap, Lady. I need a sticky plaster, right now. See this wound, huh? I got this, from fighting a highly ranked thief, while saving a damsel in distress. While you sit on your flat flank all day, tipping your head to the side occasionally and chanting off your stupid little greeting. That's not work at all, that's-"

"Spud!" Came a slightly familiar voice from the door. I turned around in shock, to see Rarity, her mane now brushed. The look on her face showed disappointment, and she was holding up the card I gave her with stiff hooves.
"Oh hi, Rarity" I began. "So.....you did come? You wanna come up to my office?"
She gave me a displeased "mmph" and trotted up the stairs with me, shooting a sympathetic glance at Ladyworks.
Once we got up the stairs and into my office, she gave me a look as if to say "well?"

I took the hint, and told it to her bluntly. "That, was my ex"
"I-uh, I'm so sorry" she replied. I jumped inside of my fur. Rarity, apologize? I hadn't know her for very long, but I knew this just wasn't her.
"Uh, yeah, anyways, the job?" I asked, trying to avoid the subject.
"Oh, right." She continued, showing a hint of disinterest in her voice. "What's in it for me?"
"Well, Rarity, yesterday you showed tactic in stopping him, even without thinking, also, you defended yourself well against Equestrians most wanted rape victims. That's why you're here. I'm currently the detective in charge of hunting them down, and unmasking them. Rumor has it they also hold a huge amount of stolen goods from victims. I need you, Rarity to be my partner. With your help, I'm sure we can stop the rapists! Plus, revenge is sweet yes?" I gasped, in almost one breath. As I said that last part, a picture of Ladyworks flashed through my head.

The pupils in Rarity's dilated, and she let a small gasp escape her lips. Silence filled the room.

It was a silence that seemed to last forever. I sat there, watching Rarity stare blankly in to the void behind me. I wanted to know what was going on inside her head, but she was so hard to read.

After what seemed like hours, one of us spoke. Obviously, it was Rarity.

"I'll do it" She spoke, her voice filling my ears. I breathed.
"R-really?!" I asked, hoping I didn't sound too excited, but I could tell that I did.
"Yes, as long as you provide the place for me to stay, and food of course" She mumbled. It was hard to tell she was once the element of generosity.
"Sure, it's understandable you can't fully trust me yet" I stuttered. I must confess, I actually hate the idea of people not liking me.

She nodded at me slowly, and began to rise up from her chair. I followed suite.
"Well, nice talking to you, when can I move in?" She asked
"Tomorrow?" I replied. I knew this was the answer she wanted.

She nodded again, and walked out of the office without another word. I wanted to follow her, I don't know why, I just....did.
However, I wouldn't let me give in to my wants, and sat down at my chair, and began my daily routine.

Author's Note

Hey again guys! Sorry I haven't updated in months. I'll try to be more active now!